Black Summoner

- Tricene Castle/Party Venue

"■ ■ ■ ■ ■ -!

Clive's back swells up again with strange shouts. There were a total of six new arms built on distortion, all of which had strike-based weapons in their grip. The badly made statue of Asura, from the modern man, looks like it, and it may seem to the inhabitants of this world that it is the statue of the evil god. All parts, except the corners and the face, swell ugly, and there is no balance in the body.

The army of Yellow Springs (Haydee's Bloods) rushes to Clive, who has become such a further monster, bathing in the blood that Selah has produced by scratching the bodies of the venue. On the contrary, I see it only to the extent of offerings to devote to my Lord. There is no heart that feels terror in the redness, but dwells in the vengeance of the flesh that has become a vegetarian body, just even exhausting it to Selah.

"■ ■ ■!

"" "Ooh, ooh!

Clive and his army deal with each other as cursed weapons. The sound of cutting off the air becomes a scream, and if weapons bump into each other, resentment seeps in. It was literally a spectacular battle of terror coupled with the landscape of both sides. We fought each other's swords, but there was no way Serra was watching it in silence.

"Don't take your eyes off them."

Into Clive's nostalgia, where attention became scattered, without difficulty, tapping into his fist several times today. Clive, who had previously used his arms to perform defenses, was delayed in detection and his red fist was sucked into his jaw. The bones crush, the flesh crumbles, Clive's body blows up to the wall across the street.

"Well, that completes the rule for the lower half of your face. Now I won't have to hear your abominable voice. What..."

Clive's jaw was crushed, not very much, but not in a state where he could speak out. Still gradually but gradually due to extraordinary regenerative forces, resuscitation has begun.

"Order, shut up."

Seeing it, Serra put her hands together adorably, as she asked, and made her decision as a ruler. But my eyes are not laughing. Even if he now plays the analogy face, Clive has lost his right to speak up.

"" "Ooh, ooh!

Blown up, blood bathed in Clive lying on the ground and the army of Yellow Springs (Haydee's Bloods) chases after him. Stab, unplug, and stab each score on the defenseless Clive over and over again. It was so impatient that it cleared the resentment of his life. Even as he screams, his mouth shuts firmly, and only black blood rises.

"... ugh!...!!

"You're buying quite a grudge. I didn't think I'd come this far either."

In the midst of the confusion, Clive's power-wielded murder weapon accidentally crashed into a united servant, spraying with bashari and red liquid.

"... ahhh"

The battered skeleton becomes liquid at that moment, dyeing Clive's gavel red. I didn't feel like destroying my opponent in Clive's hands. As if it had been such a role since the beginning.

- Zugan!

Suddenly, the hammer that slaughtered the servant earlier explodes. The explosion wraps around one side of Clive's arm and causes it to disappear. These servants are like formed of Serra's blood. Even if you succeed in destroying it, the red skeleton returns to the blood and invites you to the Lord's (Selah's) dominion the origin that harmed you.

……

There is no time to be stunned by the explosion, and a long sword flying from space pierces and penetrates Clive's forehead. It's one of Serra's cursed weapons.

"With all this cursing, you can't stand it at all. Is it resistant? And it's so vital to be alive even through your head - oh, well. Your head is not that important to you. I'm sorry, I made a mistake. Then we'll have to look for weaknesses."

Serra ordered my servants to change places, change places, and resume poking and stabbing. At the earliest possible time, Serra was meant to be more than defeated. Has the secret switch been switched on inside the sera, or is it completely in dos mode? At that time, Serra had prescribed which weapons to unleash next, which weapons to stay in the universe, she was supposed to have shut out.

"Serra."

"Huh?... Kelvin, Kelvin!?

The lord of the reading was Kelvin. As soon as I heard Kelvin's voice, the redness scratched out of Serra's eyes and, conversely, her cheeks became red. Seems Serra only had the line open for conversations with Kelvin.

'What's going on? You're getting distracted, aren't you?

'Ugh, yeah, it's nothing, haha...'

'Gerard contacted me, but there are quite a few weapons on their way over there. Did you notice that?

"...... ah"

"Hey."

Apparently, Serra wasn't seeing around, and by being pointed out, she gradually noticed the status quo. A shuddered voice returns from Kelvin.

"Uh, uh, hey."

I said, "No! Normally I'd forgive you for that cuteness, but today... '

'Oh, I'm sorry. Looks like it's time for some extra enemies, so I'll hang up once. Thanks, Kelvin!

"Oh, hey -"

Serra forcibly finishes her reading and turns outside where she chills her head. What you see there is a large group of flying weapons. Across the street was this party venue, Clive's body to be exact. The whole servant who was attacking Clive approaches Serra and kneels.

"Oooooo."

"Yes, I knew you wouldn't die. Well... you give me all your magic."

Seven servants turn into blood in Selah's words, and the weapons under control uproot the accumulated magic and converge into Selah's fist. While doing so, new cursed weapons flew in one after another from the outside, delivering to Clive's body. With it, the speed of regeneration of the missing body accelerated and Clive's magic swelled.

"Ugh, something's wrong, me. Is it your strange body, your curse of not dying? I don't feel sorry for you."

Clive's right arm on his feet is transformed. It's a huge, distorted cursed sword about ten meters away. Have you merged all the curses within into your right arm? A collection of curses spanning more than a thousand were swept away, involving all of the venues.

"Foot"

"... ugh!?

Clive's legs are out of balance, and the sword of the curse that has been swept away can break through the ceiling and change course. There was a brighter red line at Clive's feet than behind him. A single line, stretched from the sea of blood on the floor. The last trap, stretched beyond the blind spot into the gap where Clive is falling in Selah's "Blood Manipulation". Shortly after realizing it, Serra was approaching Clive.

"Blood Reverse Cross Cannon (Crew Cefiction)"

The reverse cross of blood is drawn more clearly and with more light than during the battle against Melfina. There's no way to stop Clive from waving a cursed sword.

"... ugh!...... ugh!

Even if he forms eyeballs in his body and randomly shoots his unique skill, the Enchanted Eye, in all directions, there is no way for Clive to stop Selah.

"Kisanagi!

The red flash emitted completely erases the Clive body and sweeps away the evil. At this moment Clive's brainwashing effect disappears from the world and the women who were captive to their hearts are freed. Only about half of the blade tip of the cursed sword that spared direct strike remained, breaking through Zugan and the floor and falling into the lower hierarchy.

"Ah."

And Serra feels it. Near where the half-broken curse sword is Kelvin, to the only place Serra could not detect.

Serra's Blood Reverse Cross Cannon (Crew Cefiction) increases its power as much as the amount of magic collected and the amount of blood shed by itself. But Serra's bleeding was already blocked by 'natural healing', and she hadn't bled as much as she did in Melfina.

"... could it have been better to have been a little more handy (...)?

It was while swallowing MP healing pills removed from the small chroot that Serra jumped out of the destroyed outer wall following the curse sword.